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And I did feel the hands of flightless nights The gentle pull of fear, mixed into the very heart of bravado The slightest brush of something wholesome to be found In a mixture of perverse excitement. To be found and lost at the same time, the most delicate balance to strike. Genuine emotion, and the feeling of finding some camaraderie A shared connection to be found within the binding of togetherness All for a common intent An extended hand, reaching out every member At the peak of deprivation, I've only felt empty Yet It encompasses completely, immersive like a dream I comply wholeheartedly For a poor and bitter end, no doubt But an airing of my personal grievance, I can't imagine a worse outcome Segregate, more than human kind all brought together The kind of closed off system that one can only find in narratives Completion of which results in a stark understanding that Time passes
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC
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And I did feel the hands of flightless nights The gentle pull of fear, mixed into the very heart of bravado The slightest brush of something wholesome to be found In a mixture of perverse excitement. To be found and lost at the same time, the most delicate balance to strike. Genuine emotion, and the feeling of finding some camaraderie A shared connection to be found within the binding of togetherness All for a common intent An extended hand, reaching out every member At the peak of deprivation, I've only felt empty Yet It encompasses completely, immersive like a dream I comply wholeheartedly For a poor and bitter end, no doubt But an airing of my personal grievance, I can't imagine a worse outcome Segregate, more than human kind all brought together The kind of closed off system that one can only find in narratives Completion of which results in a stark understanding that Time passes
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC
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